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| Love to our Life; Life to our Love | October 28, 2006, 11:21PM |
 by: Kitsen_0 |
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"What is Love?” I was asked this by someone very close to me, a long time ago. I answered them best I could at the time- but young, and inexperienced as I may have been, my answer seemed not sufficient. I have gone back, and re-evaluated what I told them, and have decided on a more in-depth answer. So, I will now tell you what -I- believe Love to be. Love simply is. It happens to you without willing consent or even a true warning. Love is the greatest feeling in the world- and the worst pain you will ever feel. The feeling itself is a joy- your heart feels even physical sensations that are hardly describable. You want to be with this person every second of the day- they occupy the majority of your thoughtsk, and even if in the back of your mind their memory is ready to spring forth through any reminder. You wish to be there for them in everything they do- feeling joy in reaction to their joy, hurt in reaction to their hurt. You want to protect them from every fallibility of the world and never let pain touch them. Yet this also makes you vulnerable- for in falling in love- you hand over a piece of your heart to this person, never to be received again. They have every power over you in joy and sorrow- you emotionally belong to them. This, in part, explains our reluctance to voice our attraction to one another- we fear the rejection. We fear that with those words as we offer up our hearts to the ones we care for they will be rejected and crushed in an instant. And it is not only the person you care for that has an advantage over you- suddenly everyone in the world has the power to use your love against you- anyone determined enough can tear you apart from your lover- which in turn tears you apart from the piece of your heart they hold. This may be the most agonizing emotional- and sometimes even breaching to physical, pain that anyone may experience. But in love- no matter how mistreated your heart may be you can never truly leave that piece of you behind- so despite the pain it causes you, you still cling to false hopes and contact with the one you care for. You would force a smile every moment of your life just to be in their presence. We do move on- our hearts heal- but will never be whole again. The wound remains as constant reminder. This is the main difference between True Love and the proverbial ‘crush’. True love is dangerous territory where your attraction towards anyone but the person you love dwindles or completely disappears. You can only see them, and others are merely company. You don’t -want- anyone else. In a crush you do not truly hand over your heart- you are always looking for ‘the one’ even while your in a relationship with this person. You may be pursuing many at once even, to have a plan if your main ‘crush’ rejects you. However- do not get me wrong, a crush may turn to love over time. The same applies to friendships. Love at First Sight is a rare- almost extinct occurrence, so these methods of getting close to one another are used to determine any underlying feelings you may have for them. Love only exists when you are truly devoted to this one person- denying all others, and willing to put your heart in their hands. True love is painful- but for the amazing joy that is possible through the pain, it is worth it. These are my feelings on this subject. My own- meaning I’m not expecting anyone to believe what I believe- but I like to share my ideas with others- SO if you choose to take this to heart- then I’m glad I’ve made an impact, but if not then I am not phased. I hope you at least enjoyed reading it. Please leave a comment/response before heading off. I send love to everyone who has read all of this. Take Care. ~Kitsen~ | |
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| A new form of junkie | October 28, 2006, 1:23PM |
 by: Murderous_Breeze |
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Recently on the news their has been a great deal of talk about the new big thing, and personally i feel its a very dangerous and extremely potential health risk to countries such as America, Australia, Europe and Asia. This new form of drug has claimed already 100s of lives, and also is to blame for suicide and job loss, it has single handedly indoctrinated a entire populous. The online game epidemic! A 13 year old chinese boy jumped of a building last year after playing 36 hours straight of the number one online game, World Of Warcraft. He even compiled a letter saying "I leave this world to join the heroes of the World of Warcraft". Blizzard, the company that made World of warcraft is stating that they are not to blame for this incident as it was unfortunate, this is ridiculous, ofcourse they are to blame. Their are currently 7 million people worldwide logging in the World of warcraft, and the numbers are growing, and on average, 45% of these players are playing for more then 6 hours per day. I like a good game just as much as anyone, but when is it time to say "Ok thats enough"? This new "epidemic" as Melbournes channel 10 yesterday called it is increasing rapidly, and at a pace that is frightening. The last thing that Australia and America need (As they are the 2 most overweight countries in the world) is millions of teenage youth sitting at home on a video game. These gaming companies never take the blame for any sort of incidence, why would they? Their raking in millions of dollars monthly from players who pay $30 dollars monthly to play their products. Sadly we live in a very unfit generation, technology advances, and next generation gaming products such as X-box 360 and the PS3 is not helping the situation either. I cant be a hypocrit and say that i do not support these companies and so forth, because i do, i own a 360 and i really enjoy it. But is it really our blame and not Blizzards? And other large gaming companies. If anyone has ever played a online game, you would know that it is actually a very addictive game, their are endless things to do, from beautifully rendered worlds, to joinings guilds, making new friends and clans, to hundreds of different items and enemies to kill. Its easy to be addicted to such things, as it is easy to take it serious. But as i said earlier, their is a time for enjoyment and then their is a virtual "sickness". But we are to blame as much as these industries, for we are the ones being sucked into this, the marketing machine and strategies to suck us in are un-questionable, because where the idiots that buy it >.< | |
topic: Current Events | |
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| ARE SOME PEOPLE BETTER THAN OTHERS? | October 21, 2006, 9:27PM |
 by: life_on_1st_and_7th |
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Some people seem to go about in their lives with a strong feeling that they are for some reason better than the others around them. Some people have the nerve to stand up and say they are, and give reasons such as being christian, white, straight, wealthy, well educated, or any number of other reasons. These people honestly believe that someone living a different lifestyle or having different beliefs than them makes them inferior. This is not true. How can one person simply on life their life in their way on the same earth as someone else be inferior or superior to another person? Some people choose to be humanitarians and spend their life trying to improve the lives of “less fortunate” people in third world countries, and are regarded as better people than someone working the corner to feed their kids. Why? the people theyre trying to help are used to their life and are probably happy, so what makes them so great? I’m not trying to base this on humanitarians, in fact I support their causes, but people base their lives on a higher scale. killing a cop is automatic life in prison, but killing a homeless guy is maybe 10-25 years. killing anyone, in my opinion should be life in prison, at least if you meant to do it. Human life is precious, is the most valuable thing I can think of, but no one life is worth more than another. In that view, how can anyone be better than another person? They can’t. Everyone’s just on this planet living their lives the best they know how. | |
topic: Life | |
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| Peer pressure at school; Insecurity redefined. | October 20, 2006, 8:08AM |
 by: Turbulence-X |
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Hello mates! Well you’re not really my ‘mates’ because you all hate me, and it’s probably my abhorrence of this, that’s brought me to the point of undermining your entire way of life. I’m going to discuss peer pressure at school and its main cause – insecurity with oneself. Throughout my life so far, I’ve lost more convictions than I will have gained if I live to be a hundred years old. Nowadays I’ll be debating with someone only to ask myself ‘Does he really think he’s right? Is he just arguing with me because it’s expected of him by his peers? Would he agree with me if I were one of his friends?’ See, I don’t fit in anywhere! In my old school, when it was found out that next year I would be coming into this school, I had to go through the agony of watching my friends drift into hostile territory, because now I was seen as a ‘posh boy’, and that was unacceptable to them. So, I came here a refugee. because my old friends had a deep hatred for anything that wasn’t them. I came to this school as an outsider, with one friend out of nine hundred pupils; that friend was me. For me school wasn’t a positive learning experience. It was a place where one masters one’s fears. So I came in with guns blazing, and lost all chance of friendship. I was instantly different. Without knowing it, I’d let myself in for three years of misery. I remember living in a world where open eyes meant suicide or agony. By having my own opinions, I had somehow threatened the very foundations of the peer group system, and was therefore made a scapegoat. The Romans had the Barbarians. The Barbarians had other Barbarians. This school had me. I was made an example of what would happen to you if you didn’t conform. Then, in my fourth year at this school, I came to the conclusion that those who practice peer pressure do so because they believe they can’t stand on their own two feet. THEY ARE INSECURE! And this is what baffles me at the moment. Why can’t people survive without a big group to help them along? I have managed, even with what seemed like the whole world turned against me. Why cant people just be individuals, and respect one another as individuals? Ask yourselves that. Ask yourselves WHO YOU REALLY ARE. We all can stand on our own two feet; it’s just a matter of getting up. | |
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| Litter Bugs | October 16, 2006, 8:43AM |
 by: morbid_princess |
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My school yard is a rubbish dump. People just drop their rubbish on the ground, because they are too lazy to walk even as little as two steps to the bin. The teachers have finally decided to do something about this problem and have suggested, to reduce the amount of rubbish in the school yard that we should all come up with a suggestion, and vote on it. The highest two ideas from each class will come together, and the whole school will vote on which action to take about this rubbish problem. My class came up with: More bins around the school Bin it Punishment for littering Designated eating area Bin placement Pay the students to clean up Most of those greedy buggers in my class voted ‘pay the students to clean up’ number one. ‘More bins’ being voted number two. We need more bins around the school. Because even though some students only have to walk two steps, some have to walk to the other side of the school. If there were more bins, then the rubbish would have a better chance of finding a resting place in there, rather than on the ground. There are holes in the tops of our bins; if you left the lid open the birds would pull the rubbish out, looking for food. And the holes have a rubber covering that you push the rubbish through. Most students don’t wish to touch that, so we could also benefit from having the holes in the tops to be larger, so those who don’t wish to touch the tops, don’t have to. While ‘Bin it’, does sound like a good idea, it hasn’t worked so far and most likely wont, unless something else is being done in conjunction with it. I must say, the students that attend my school are incompetent little bludgers, who would much rather drop something than even contemplate taking the effort to walk across the corridor and put it in the bin. When students litter, is it not a bad thing in the eyes of others? Another one that most do nowadays (not excluding myself) would be the use of profanities. These are condemned as unacceptable when in front of others. Littering is condemned as unacceptable outside of school, as one can even gain a fine from doing so. If students were punished, just like if they were to do the same out of school, then I believe the amount of rubbish left on the ground would lessen to some extent. If you were to be caught littering, and receive some sort of punishment, I believe most would stop littering as much. The idea of a ‘designated eating area’ would be a very good idea if we were still in primary school. We are growing up, and should be learning to take more responsibility over our own actions. For goodness sake! Most of the culprits are 13-16, you might have gotten away with it in primary school, but this is high school. Grow up. I might also add that the student that came up with this idea, however smart she may be in school, she isn’t very smart when it comes to the real world. Having a certain area in which you can only eat, will just cause more problems and rebellion within the school community. More students would be littering in other areas, because if we’re not meant to eat anywhere else, there would be no bins anywhere else. This might also cause more fights for areas within the school grounds, or rather the eating area. Yes this does happen. Bin placement is a great idea! Very similar to more bins. Many students said they would like a bin in the middle of the oval. Well that’s a bit impractical. What’s going to happen when they want to play footy? Or the PE teacher wants to use the whole field? If you’re in the middle of the oval, I think you’ll have to learn the word pocket, or walk to the edge and back. Why should the school pay people to clean up the mess they made? Honestly!!! It’s like moving out of home, and then getting pocket money for keeping your own house clean!!! They are just greedy little children asking to get payed to clean up their own mess. This wouldn’t work in any case, because people would still be littering, and people would still be cleaning it up, which is exactly the system at work now! The best way to go, in cleaning up the school, short of locking up all the greedy lazy children that attend there, would be to add more bins, and in better positions around the school. Also anyone caught littering would be punished with a detention or something similar. If littering continues, not just around schools, than this country will become a very nasty place to live in. | |
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| Site Invitations and Picture Limit Increases | October 9, 2006, 6:14AM |
 by: eon |
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A new feature has been added: Site invitations. If you go to your Control Panel, you will now find an 'Invite Friends' link. This page will let you send out emails (10 at a time) to invite people to the site. Special links will be used in these invitations so that when the people you invite join up, you'll automatically be added to their friends list (and vice versa) and will also receive a notice in your comments letting you know their profile name once they've arrived. Try it out. If you'd rather not send out emails, you will find links on the same page to copy/paste anywhere and get the same features. Also: Picture upload limits have been increased for all members. Starlings may now upload a maximum of 15 pictures to their galleries. Andromeda may now upload a maximum of 60 pictures to their galleries. Golly, that was such swell news, I just had to share it with you... *feels much better* | |
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| Life's Constant Worries | October 5, 2006, 8:45PM |
 by: equinevampyre |
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There comes that point in life where, just as the dust is beginning to settle into something bearable, all of these decisions and questions begin popping up. I felt that I had reached a state close to desired normalcy as I entered my senior year but as I think about the near and distant future, I find myself confronted with a barrage of chaotic thoughts and queries. Of course, there is the ever present need to feel ‘comfortable’ with things. No one wants to wake up to a life where every step brings you closer to another day of doing the exact same monotony in the exact same manner. That’s pretty close to how things were for me. My weekly schedule was always the same, but the daily activities had a varying nature. Besides the desire for comfort in life, is my prevalent need to be around the horses. They provide something for me that nothing else has been comparable to. When I walk into the barn, soft knickers and often obnoxious whinnies grace my hearing. I dutifully complete my tasks for work then get down to doing the fun stuff. ID always wants to work and he always wants attention, so that eagerness, in itself, makes me smile. His cute, persistent personality is just so addictive; it’s like my drug of choice. When I’m riding or working with him, I Have this connection, this steady stream of rhythmic motions that come effortlessly. A single stride can last a lifetime if that signal is strong enough. The inner calm, the outward piece that comes with that bond alleviates pain, stress, worry and anxiety. He is my other half spiritually. When we are together, we are complete, two melding into one conscious being. We are a pair, but a single team. The calm that overrides me as I brush him out, cool him down or merely feel that satin mane allows this tranquility to override all other mental functions. For that, he will always be part of me. For that brief instant that my love for him transcends all else, I find myself to be merely a vessel in which part of our greater soul is stored. That bond can be transferred from being to sentient being, but it can only go so far as a half, an incomplete version of a great masterpiece. When life takes me down other roads, I often find myself feeling as if life is a sentence with key words missing; it’s a fill in the blank quiz that can never truly have an answer until I cease to live. As it is with every animal, they find themselves searching for that love, that partner that will fulfill a large quota that feels forever unsatisfied. Do we ever really know who that will be? Very likely, the answer is no. We simply cannot say what will come to pass until that moment is fleeting before our eyes. Deciding to take on a life partner is a strenuous and mind bending task, but many push the one person that could fill that gap away, merely because they don’t know if they’re ‘right’ or not. Who knows if anything is right until it’s over? Perhaps you met the one when you were in kindergarten and you pushed away the notion because it didn’t seem right as you grew into yourself. Relationships, as is pretty obvious, are sly little devils, with their uncertainties and their eternal ‘what-ifs.’ I would be lying if I said that I didn’t love him. I would not have tires as hard as I have to hold onto him if that love wasn’t there. I wouldn’t cry every time I think of some great horror befalling him. I most definitely wouldn’t get so upset at the mere thought that something is troubling him. I would be lying if I said that I didn’t want it to work. No one wants to lose someone that they’ve given their heart and soul to. No one wants to find themselves sitting there, bereft of that one person that just seemed to lay the road out for you and to walk it right beside you. I’d most definitely be lying if I thought that I wasn’t curious at what else is out there. I always go through the ‘what-ifs,’ thinking about what could have been and what will be. Truth be told, it’s much nicer to focus on what’s going on now rather than an infinite number of possibilities. I’d be lying if I said that part of loving him so much is due to being comfortable around him. He’s seen me at my best and more often at my worst. Neither seem to phase his love for me. I feel that he knows more about the person that I am than I do. It’s funny how life lets you analyze someone else but when you turn to the mirror, you find the person staring back at you to be faulted in some way, to have some prevalent flaw preventing them from becoming the person you want to be. I see this path ahead of me. There are many choices, many diversions along the way, but only one throughway inevitably leads to my content happiness. Every small choice I make, whether it be to get a new job or to invest some monetary wealth into some odd product, it all comes back to that route to my happiness. I can see where I want to be, I can prepare myself for the difficulties that surely lay ahead of me, but the route to get there is the troubling aspect of this task. I can see myself, down the road, being in college, and further than that, becoming a high school teacher. My free time would be devoted to the horses and my cumbersome search to find and maintain love. This scenario is most definitely a possibility, but can be thrown off by one small choice. I’ve got to think before I act, then act quickly and efficiently. The time and effort that it will take to find my dreams will make me often want to quit. It will make me wish that there was an easy way out, for it to happen without putting all of myself into it. The pain I will surely encounter will make me question my sanity and make me feel as if I never should have evolved into an intelligent and free- thinking person. Life will often flare into my eyes and I will ponder my choices, my decisions and inevitably come back to the dreaded ‘what-ifs.’ When life brings me to that point, it is my goal to be able to flare right back and say, ‘you know what, life is unpredictable, I am happy and as long as I have something to live for, some far- off star to strive to catch, it’s worth it.’ There have been times where it almost didn’t seem worth it, where reaching the dream was just a little too far beyond my capabilities. I found myself staring into the black abyss, yearning to dive right in, but I persevered. Somehow, I’ve gotten to where I am. It’s taken a lot of pain, heart, dedication, and most definitely some ignoring of future consequences, but I’ve made it this far. As long as it takes, as dark as the path may get and as hard as it may become to take one more breath, it’s just another moment in this endless march through time. It’s just another step, a slight drag of the foot along the newly formed path. Life is but a collection of these moments somehow converged into a tremendous masterpiece that is never finished. There’s always one more thing to add, one more aspect and one more perspective. Life is managing to cope with the fear of living. It’s taking things one step, one breath at a time. It’s being able to accept hardships and process them, then compute a generic response to work off of. It’s making the best of what you have. Life is learning to accept yourself, for who you are, who you were, and who you will eventually become. That’s it, nothing more. Simplicity is the key. Our complex reasoning processes are partly why our species seems to be so self destructive. Perhaps is we were a simple being, we wouldn’t have so many problems. | |
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| Delerium CD Listening Party: Nuages Du Monde | October 3, 2006, 2:48AM |
by: eon |
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Delerium's fifth full length album, Nuages Du Monde is due for nationwide release today. The band contacted DarkStarlings to host an online listening party for them and so the entire album is now playing on their profile: Click here to visit and listen. The band has also graciously offered up three signed copies of the album for our members to have. I'll be picking people randomly from the band's comment pages to give these away to. Enjoy! | |
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| Belief | September 29, 2006, 4:45PM |
 by: xPrincessofMiseryx |
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As a child,I was brought up in a catholic church and went to a catholic school. I was brainwashed to believe that God created us and the world in one day, I was programmed to pray before and after meals,pray before going to bed,going to church every Sunday but I never knew what half the prayers even meant. By the time I was 9 or 10 I started questioning my beliefs, I began experimenting with the Wiccan religion and found that it makes more sense then the religion I've been brought up on. Hell -You've all heard this word on many occasions,weither it's part of a question or if someone's telling you you're going to go there when you die. This boy in my Pre-Algebra class and I got into an arguement about religion and our beliefs; I told him that I wasn't exactly sure what I believed in,all I know is that I don't believe in the catholic and christian ways because the newer version of the Bible defies the older version. The boy then looked at me and said in these exact words "You're going to hell because you don't believe in the Bible,plus you're bi and God doesn't like gay people!!" Okay,Whatever happened to "God excepts all" I mean seriously,in 2015 the Bible is going to say being gay is alright. I honestly don't believe gays are going to Hell,I mean all our hard efforts must mean something! The Bible was written by humans,who are sinners,so therefore we must be following the footsteps of sinners. This has been my article on beliefs and religion,thank you for reading! -Shannon- | |
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| The art of Failure | September 28, 2006, 1:39AM |
 by: Distant_Christ |
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I will not see this world as something that is falling apart but as something that is going through great mistakes with the choices it makes. I see it in life happen all the time where a mistake is made and many take it as thinking it will lead to a tragedy. Mistakes are made and they are made to be lessons to reach another step. We should not take a mistake as something to mean failure because it is not failure until we have let ourselves fall. How can explanation in our mind explain how the dream we want to reach can be held. How can we know that what we are going for is really the deam we want to achieve? Will we be prosperous, will be sucessful? Will not our hopos of high standards reach what we wish to accomplish? Look into the future and see a creation of what you think is your future and reach out as much as you can, when you have reached that distance, reach out more and do not let any obsticle get in your way because it is not just life testing you to see what you want, it is your own self trying to learn each and every lesson through which you will accomplish and achieve highest in. | |
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